Ugh >.< I'm sorry I just need to vent. My fiance's older brother is a snake hater and he has to shove all his opinions on how my BALL PYTHONS are apparently going to kill everyone and eat them. To top it off he's one of those "Internet Trolls" (yes, I was fascinated to meet one in real life, they're exactly as I imagined), so you can bring fact after fact, statistic after statistic, and you can talk sense into this guy 'til you're blue in the face and he's still right and you're wrong.
I've gotten to the point where I just toy with him and bring up news articles of dogs and such killing children (which are surprisingly easy to find 0.o) and tell him to go join the HSUS and ban all animals. And it shuts him up with me at least.
Of course now that my fiance and I are having a child he's at it again. Now he's harassing my fiance at work about how he needs to put his foot down on me and not allow me to get any more snakes and get rid of the ones I already own. Its getting tiring. My fiance and I both know thats not an option, when I started dating him I was very clear that I love my snakes, they are more important to me than you are, if you ever try to tell me to get rid of one or sell one I will be out of your life before you know what happened. And he knows all this and he's fine with it, he loves our snakies as much as I do.
I know my future brother-in-law is concerned that one of the snakes will harm our soon to be born child, but I am 100% confident that will not happen. In the years that I have owned reptiles I have never had one escape, ever. They're all in properly locked containers that they have no hope of getting out of. They live in my closet and when my child is old enough the door will be locked. Sadly 20 years can go buy with not one little incident between those snakes and my son and this guy will still blame all the problems of the world on my poor harmless snakes.
I mean, I know there is nothing my future brother-in-law can do and that I should just ignore it, which I generally do, but its getting tiring. I keep telling him that when I have a full grown burm I'm going to let it loose on him and hey maybe he'll be right and it'll eat him, no great loss in my eyes.
Anyway, sorry, that was my vent. I feel better now.